And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass of what was everything. All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything. All the love gone bad turned my world to black, tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll be. I know someday you'll have a beautiful life. I know you'll be a star, in somebody else's sky. But why, why, why... can't it be... can't it be mine?🏁
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And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass of what was everything. All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything. All the love gone bad turned my world to black, tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll be. I know someday you'll have a beautiful life. I know you'll be a star, in somebody else's sky. But why, why, why... can't it be... can't it be mine?🏁